His companions pleaded with him to calm down, and a guest services clerk seemed at a loss as the artist made demands of the hotel's employees.

He continued, talking about "missed calls" from the deceased pop star. "We all gotta live with that."

Ray J was quiet but stern as he resisted his companions, dismissing their pleas with profanity.

Outside, much of the commotion from the night before had dissipated. Jazz music hummed lowly from the hotel lobby's speakers. Gone were the mourning fans and the first responders. All that was left was a smattering of news vans parked outside.

Ray J and his group, two men and a woman, quickly left the lobby and went up in the hotel's elevator.

Asked for comment, one of his companions responded: "Nothing right now."